Teddy sits on the dead girl's bed.
He's stiff and new,
Not tattered and used.
Teddy was given only a day before
Little girl went to make friends
With the angels.
Teddy has only one flaw.
His glass-like eyes hang limp
From their sockets.
Appropriate that eyes should lead
To the soul-
Teddy never had one of those
Because souls are made
Of family and friends
And others for whom one longs.
Teddy was but a day old,
His eyes loose hanging coals,
And he never had a soul.